Seeing Ding Lan coming to the racecourse from afar, Zhao Zejun pulled the reins of the horse, the night wind raised his neck slightly, slowed down, and stopped under the stands. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's the matter, running here alone at night?" Ding Lan leaned on the railing and asked with a smile.

"Sorry for your electricity bill?" Zhao Zejun smiled and looked around, the area around the racecourse was full of high-intensity searchlights, and the field the size of a football field was as bright as day, but there was only one guest.

Ding Lan tightened her windbreaker and said, "I drank too much, I don't know if I feel distressed." I'll come down for a run with you and scatter the wine?"

After saying a few words, the wind blew again, and Zhao Zejun smelled the direction of Ding Lan, and there was indeed a strong smell of wine.

There is a two-meter-wide sandy area between the grandstand and Zhao Zejun's position, and in this kind of open space, the smell of wine is so strong, it is conceivable that Ding Lan doesn't know how much he drank today. This sister spends about every day in socializing.

"You drink so much and ride a horse, beware of falling. Forget it, I'm not going to ride, I'll walk with you. "Zhao Zejun turned over and was about to get off the horse.

"No, I'll ride a horse with you. Ding Lan said, and stepped over the fence of the stands, pulling the fence with one hand, and stretching out the other hand in the direction of Zhao Zejun.

As soon as Zhao Zejun lifted the reins, Yefeng walked to the bottom of the stands with small steps, and held Ding Lan's hand with a smile: "It's not a small courage." ”

"Catch me!" Ding Lan jumped and landed in front of Zhao Zejun.

The saddle was not big enough, and the two of them seemed very crowded, Ding Lan slid back a little along the saddle, and her back and buttocks were tightly pressed against Zhao Zejun's chest.

"Hold on to me, don't let me fall. Ding Lan hugged his windbreaker with both hands and leaned on Zhao Zejun's arms.

Zhao Zejun thought about it, shook the reins with both hands, and exerted his legs slightly.

The crotch mount hissed, and under the night sky, it ran again like the wind.

The wind whistled in both ears, and the smell of a woman's body fragrance and wine mixed together came from the tip of her nose, and the tips of her hair slid over her face, numb and numb.

"Do you know what the most common thing I do after buying a car for the first time?" Ding Lan asked loudly against the wind.

"What?"

"I often drive alone at night, aimlessly driving back and forth on viaducts and ring roads. Ding Lan said.

"Why?" asked Zhao Zejun.

Ding Lan didn't know whether he had drunk too much or vented, so he shouted loudly: "Because of loneliness, I was lonely at that time!"

"What now?" asked Zhao Zejun.

"It's still the same, but I don't have that much time to enjoy solitude!" Ding Lan laughed.

"Do you think I'm running alone because I'm lonely?" asked Zhao Zejun.

Ding Lan suddenly turned his head, his eyes were watery and there was a mist.

"It's because you have something on your mind, and you don't want to share it with others! Zhao Zejun, you are a person with secrets. ”

If someone said such a thing two years ago, Zhao Zejun's first reaction was whether to kill the other party;

A year ago, someone said that Zhao Zejun would be very nervous.

But now, Zhao Zejun is not too surprised at all, with the increase of wealth and power, he has become more and more confident, and he gradually understands that all people in the world have secrets in their hearts, and they are burdened with some things that they will never want to tell others.

There are secrets, which are not great secrets in themselves.

was broken by Ding Lan, but there was some relief, although he still couldn't tell anyone the secret that he was a traverser, but finally someone could experience this feeling.

"What about you, what's the secret?" Zhao Zejun asked.

Ding Lan turned around and continued to lean on Zhao Zejun's arms: "Let's never ask each other's secrets, okay?"

"Good. Zhao Zejun's arms tightened slightly, hugged her hard, and accelerated the horse.

"Will you stay tonight?" Ding Lan asked again, and the question was very natural, as if it were a matter of course.

"Good. Zhao Zejun said.

……

The children of the rivers and lakes do what they say, the heroism is not short, and the love of children is longer.

Before today, thinking of Ding Lan, Zhao Zejun considered many aspects very much, and in the affairs of men and women, he would especially take care of the background behind her, which even Lao Niu had specially reminded him to pay attention to.

But when he said the word 'good', Zhao Zejun didn't think much about it.

The night wind rushed directly out of the racecourse and rushed into a small villa in the deepest part of Shanghe, and Zhao Zejun carried Ding Lan to the bedroom on the second floor.

The huge Shanghe Club, but what really belongs to Ding Lan alone may only be this small villa.

"Don't turn on the lights. Ding Lan gasped and pressed Zhao Zejun's hand.

The room without lights is not too dark, through the completely transparent tempered glass roof, the moonlight is faintly sprinkled in, and the people in the room can also clearly see a bright moon hanging in the sky tonight, and the stars in the sky.

By hand, Ding Lan's smooth back has several long scars.

"Who did it? I killed him!" Zhao Zejun asked as he sprinted roughly, panting.

Ding Lan tightly clamped Zhao Zejun's waist with his two legs, trembling slightly, his two arms wrapped around Zhao Zejun's back, and whispered: "Don't ask, don't think, it's all over...... It's been ......"

Feeling the strong reaction of the woman's body, Zhao Zejun lowered his voice and asked, "Sister, how long have you not had a man?"

“…… Don't call me sister......"

"Sister, I don't call you sister, what do you call me?"

"To die...... It's also called ......"

"Sister, okay?"

Ding Lan muttered, turned her head, her eyes closed slightly, she bit half of her red lips tightly, and whispered.

After experiencing the initial warm-up exercise, after a long drought, the rain and dew rejuvenated, and the dry earth recovered, Ding Lan also rejuvenated, and his slender and powerful thighs turned over and pressed Zhao Zejun under him.

In the moonlight, the black hair is like a waterfall, and the graceful body is undulating.

……

……

At three o'clock in the morning, a few dim lights finally lit up in the small villa.

After a burst of water, Ding Lan walked out of the bathroom with long wet hair and a set of purple one-piece silk pajamas.

"What to drink?" Zhao Zejun stood in front of the refrigerator with a bare spine and only wore a pair of underwear, and asked, "Mineral water, you should make up some water." ”

"you. Ding Lan pursed her lips and smiled, leaned on the head of the bed, and said lazily: "That opened bottle of Hennessy, add a few pieces of ice." ”

Zhao Zejun poured two glasses, handed one to Ding Lan, and then leaned on the bed side by side with her to look at the stars above her head.

"What should I do during the day, isn't it dazzling when the sun shines in?" Zhao Zejun suddenly asked curiously.

"I don't stay here very often, sometimes it's late, just make do with the night in the office in the front administration building. And this is an automatic roof, like an electric door, which can be closed, do you do high-tech, you don't know about this?"

"That's right. Zhao Zejun smiled.

"What do you think?" Ding Lan turned to look at him.

Zhao Zejun said lightly: "I'm thinking, if I leave this room tomorrow, maybe there will be more people who want to kill me, or I want to kill me." ”

Ding Lan smiled slightly: "Do you regret it, or are you afraid?"

"Not really. Zhao Zejun shook his head, squinted his eyes and said lightly: "People can't be too shameless, if you want to get some good things, you always have to pay a price." ”

"You. Ding Lan stretched out a finger and poked it at Zhao Zejun's head, ready to taunt him twice, but when the words came to his mouth, he sighed faintly and said, "Also, if you don't have a cautious attitude, you can't get to this point today." Actually, I'm the same. ”

Zhao Zejun looked at Ding Lan, she had something to say.

Ding Lan continued: "I am a woman, and when I gain a foothold in society, I always have some hole cards to make people scruple about me, so as not to become someone else's plaything." All I can tell you is that no other man has been in this villa since it was built. Maybe in Sunan Province, in Jianwu City, or even in Shanghe, behind my smiling face, there may be hostility and vigilance. But this villa is different, I won't harm people in this villa. There is a proverb in the West, have you heard of it?"

"Huh?"

"In one's own home, one who murders one's own guest will be punished by heaven. Ding Lan leaned towards Zhao Zejun, leaned on his shoulder, and said delicately: "Don't always be like a hedgehog, give me a little trust, you are safe with me." ”

"Am I like a hedgehog?" asked Zhao Zejun.

"The hedgehog's belly is very soft, so there are hard spines on the back. ”

"No, I thought of a friend, as if my evaluation of the other person was also a hedgehog. Zhao Zejun smiled.

"Woman?" asked Ding Lan.

"Hmm. Zhao Zejun nodded.

"When the hedgehog is frightened and senses danger, it curls up and blasts the thorns. You have a little patience, be gentle, don't be so aggressive, and she'll relax. Ding Lan said.

"Why do I feel a little lost, I just slept with you, and you are teaching me how to hook up with other women?" Zhao Zejun stretched out a finger, picked up Ding Lan's chin, squinted his eyes and asked with a smile: "Woman, what about your thorns?"

"A man like you, it can't belong to just one woman, too much restraint will make you want to escape, as for my thorn, do you really want to see it?"

Ding Lan also squinted her eyes, took Zhao Zejun's hand, put it on her towering chest, and slowly slid down: "Don't forget, I said that the hedgehog's belly is very soft, in this villa, in front of you, I am willing to show my belly ......"

Zhao Zejun's hand slid over Ding Lan's flat and smooth lower abdomen, continued to face down little by little, and pressed it to her ear, asking, "Do you know what is the difference between you and a hedgehog?"

Ding Lan's eyes were a little confused, and he looked up to the sky, "Huh?"

"Hedgehogs are small and short legs, and you have two long legs that you can admire for a year. After Zhao Zejun finished speaking, he suddenly lifted Ding Lan's leg and drove it to his shoulder.

Ding Lan exclaimed, and then laughed stupidly, supporting the soft mattress with both arms, lifting her upper body slightly, and the other leg was bent, and the jade feet painted with bright red nail polish slid over Zhao Zejun's chest little by little.

A provocative glance flew in, and he said in a greasy voice: "Then Mr. Zhao, you can take a good look at it." ”

"Willing to help!"